History is a simple piece of paper covered with print. The main thing is still to make history, not to read more

History is a simple piece of paper covered with print. The main thing is still to make history, not to write it.

History is a pageant, not a philosophy.

History is a pageant, not a philosophy.

The dignity of history.

The dignity of history.

Miserable creatures, thrown for a moment on the surface of this little pile of mud, is it decreed that one read more

Miserable creatures, thrown for a moment on the surface of this little pile of mud, is it decreed that one half of the flock should be the persecutor of the other? Is it for you, mankind, to pronounce on what is good and what is evil?

The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and read more

The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew and act anew.

Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtle; natural philosophy, deep; moral, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend.

Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtle; natural philosophy, deep; moral, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend.

France is delighted at this new opportunity to show the world that when one has the will one can succeed read more

France is delighted at this new opportunity to show the world that when one has the will one can succeed in joining peoples who have been brought close by history.

History is the study of lies, anyway, because no witness ever recalls events with total accuracy, not even eyewitnesses.

History is the study of lies, anyway, because no witness ever recalls events with total accuracy, not even eyewitnesses.

I saw Chungking for the first time more than 40 years ago - a city of hills and mists, of read more

I saw Chungking for the first time more than 40 years ago - a city of hills and mists, of grays and lavenders, two rivers shaping it to a point and the cliff rising above me like a challenge.